Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Germany and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Traffic Nightmare to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
Schoolly D,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Sound,
Sparks,
Boz Scaggs,
Godley & Creme,
Tears for Fears,
Symarip,
The Trojans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Dave Gahan,
Bauhaus,
The Mojo Men,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joe Finger,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lower 48,
Robert Wyatt,
Ten City,
Fad Gadget,
The Fortunes,
Bootsy Collins,
The Beau Brummels,
The Gories,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Young Rascals,
Goldenarms,
Rotary Connection,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Cure,
Tim Buckley,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lou Christie,
Juan Atkins,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Josef K,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scratch Acid,
Fela Kuti,
Barbara Tucker,
The Associates,
Harry Pussy,
Skaos,
Audionom,
Funky Four + One,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Howard Jones,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Y Pants,
Animal Collective,
Zapp,
Soulsonic Force,
Eden Ahbez,
The Offenders,
Pierre Henry,
Eve St. Jones,
Gang of Four,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.